Tokyo: I took in a homeless girl

Jiang Qizhiye pursed her lips and said with a slightly haggard look: "It seems that no one has ever remembered me in particular."

"Really? I think Suguha is quite eye-catching, right?" Sawayama Haruno turned around, leaned against the railing and said slowly, "She's very beautiful, and has won many awards in kendo. She's also the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, extremely wealthy."

"And, most importantly, Suguha, despite having the aforementioned title, actually performs several times worse than the average person."

He paused and joked, "If I were Suguha's classmate, I would definitely be deeply impressed. I would remember it for the rest of my life."

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The corners of Ezaki Suguha's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a silent smile.

After a while, she explained in a low voice: "That impression is only temporary. People come and go in the Yulong Banner arena. No one will always remember a certain person, even the champion, because there will always be the next champion, and the champion after that."

"As for being beautiful and having a wealthy family, it's the same. After they no longer have any contact with each other, they will soon forget about it. Can Haruno still remember which classmate in elementary school or junior high school was the richest?"

"I really don't remember." Sawayama Haruno said with a dry cough.

Never paid attention to it at all.

He seemed unable to convince the other party in this regard.

It’s not that he is not good at this kind of debate, but because he is the kind of person who doesn’t pay too much attention to outsiders.

If you don't even remember a classmate, there's no point in trying to help Ezaki Suguha solve her problems.

"Even if you're remembered, it doesn't mean anything, just like feelings can deteriorate and one's heart can change." Ezaki Suguha suddenly said.

"But there should be someone who can always remember another person." Her eyes gradually shifted to Zeshan Haruno's face, and she whispered as she looked at him, "It's just that my luck is too bad."

"The future is still a long way off, so there's no need to worry too much about this kind of thing." Sawayama Haruno stared at the man for a moment before continuing, "You'll get at least three opportunities to make others remember you, so don't worry."

He is not very good at solving this kind of psychological problem.

There was no way. If it was in his previous life when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he could chat with the other party here for a whole night, and talk about the other party's transformation from a negative person to a sunny character. He could also come up with all kinds of big words full of life philosophy, which would guarantee to make this tall girl who likes philosophical questions obedient.

But unfortunately, his mood is no longer the same as before.

Now he pays more attention to what he has to do and what he is responsible for.

The sentimental person always feels like a poet who has seen through the world, talking big and making empty promises, and inexplicably coming up with a lot of big truths to comfort a girl's worries. It has been so long since then that he can hardly remember the age.

Alas, if the person standing in front of me feeling sad about the passing of time was Miyazawa Maki, I wouldn't have to think so much. I could just go up and cover her mouth with my mouth, and do it a few more times, and all problems would be solved.

Hey, why do I have such a strange idea?

Sawayama Haruno took a deep breath, thinking that he must have been infected by Maki after dating her.

No, no, we can’t have such “simple and crude” ideas or those that pretend to be seeing through life. It’s better for people to be pragmatic.

"what happened?"

Sawayama Haruno came back to his senses and noticed that Ezaki Suguha in front of him seemed to be thoughtful again.

"without"

"Oh--"

Zeshan Haruno didn't think much about it and said casually: "Speaking of which, if you keep standing here and looking at the scenery, you will get bored soon, right?"

"Have you had supper, Suguha? Do you want to come down and eat something with me? To be honest, I'm a little hungry after typing all day," he said with a smile.

"Midnight snack?"

Suguha Ezaki touched her belly subconsciously.

In fact, she was not very hungry, but there seemed to be no reason to refuse the other party's invitation.

And she actually has her own selfish motives.

After feeling that Haruno had reached the top of the mountain, an inexplicable selfish thought emerged in my heart.

No. It is possible that it appeared earlier.

At least I want Haruno to always remember me.

Since he was able to maintain his relationship with Maki for such a long time without fading at all, this shows that Haruno is actually the kind of person he wants to find.

——Someone who will always remember what he looks like now.

Although he had a fleeting thought before, Ezaki Suguha felt that he was still calm and would not really lose his mind and run off to seek death.

But after returning from Kyoto, facing her mother's questioning and the pressure from her uncles, she would definitely have only one way left, which was blind dates. By then, she would definitely be arranged by her family to live a life she didn't want at all, which would be no different from being dead.

No, it's death.

That's why I want someone to remember that I am still somewhat free.

If it was Haruno, he would definitely always remember it. But the prerequisite is that he must leave enough "cost price".

In fact, she had already thought about the so-called "cost price".

Rather, I had already thought it through the night before I left for Kyoto.

"Haruno."

Walking behind, Ezaki Suguha suddenly called out to Sawayama Haruno in front of him.

The latter paused and turned back in confusion.

"what happened?"

“Do you like dogs?”

"Dogs are okay. Even though I have cats at home, I don't really hate dogs." Sawayama Haruno said casually.

"Would you like dogs?"

"If I raise it myself, of course I will like it."

".Yeah?"

Suguha Esaki gave a faint smile.

The wind suddenly blew from the top of the mountain behind him, making Sawayama Haruno feel a stinging sensation in his eyes.

Such a familiar scene made him stop in his tracks. When he looked back again, what he saw was not the beautiful scenery that was white with a hint of pink without a trace of impurities.

——but something crystal clear that gradually shattered in the wind.

"Let's go."

Suguha Ezaki blinked and suddenly accelerated to the position in front of him.

"I feel a little hungry, so let's go downstairs and eat something early."

"Oh, okay."

Feeling somewhat confused, Sawayama Haruno quickened his pace.

Chapter 164 Suguha's Sense of Iniquity

After having midnight snack, I took a shower. After taking a shower, I fell on the bed and felt drowsy.

Facts have once again proved that the improvement of physical fitness has little to do with mental work.

Even someone as strong as Sawayama Haruno would inevitably feel a little tired after a day of traveling and several hours of typing.

Not to mention that the following Thursday was equally busy, and he had to stay alert enough to continue working on the project the next day.

He was not the only one who was equally tired.

Just after Sawayama Haruno returned to her room to rest, the lights in Mine Shiori's room in the courtyard were still on.

Following Morikawa Riho, Mine Shiori was busy until after seven in the evening before returning to Ginkaku-ji Temple. At this moment, she was frowning in front of her computer.

“Well written.”

She suddenly spoke softly.

"That's great."

After she finished speaking, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose a little, but were quickly suppressed again.

Looking at the glowing computer screen in front of her, she was lost in thought for the first time in a long time.

Haruno wrote better than she thought.

There are many places that resonate deeply with me, as if I can find reflections of my past in the book.

Especially when she saw Naoko commit suicide and Watanabe's subsequent change of mentality, she felt mixed emotions and an indescribable feeling.

"Haruno, is this all you want to tell me?"

She whispered softly.

My eyes unconsciously fell on the small pencil case next to the computer desk.

Of course, this isn't really a stationery bag. The actual contents are a little hard to describe.

Those were some small props that Shiori Mine brought with her after much consideration before she set off. After all, she would be staying in Kyoto for several days. She had to complete her internship work, help Haruno check the content of the manuscript, and also find time to tutor Suguha.

Even she would feel some pressure.

The best way to deal with stress, of course, is to put the props in this small pencil case.

At this moment, looking at the stationery bag right at hand, Mine Shiori felt a little shaken.

I really want to use it, she thought.

The more I read Haruno's manuscript, the more distracting thoughts popped up in my mind.

Even she herself didn't know whether this was a good or bad phenomenon. She only knew that she wanted to vent her unnecessary thoughts through the method of using the clips.

There seemed to be a voice in her heart, constantly urging her to carry out the so-called "self-punishment" as soon as possible, but in fact, Mine Shiori did not move for a long time.

Because the manuscript was still in front of her.

I feel like I don't want to let Haruno down.

Obviously, the other party has tried to use such novels to untie his own knot, but he still shamelessly continues to use the clamps. Isn't this equivalent to betraying Haruno's kindness?

Thinking of this, Mine Shiori couldn't help but bite her lips.

"No, no."

Her body swayed once or twice, and her face turned inexplicably pale.

Everything is fine, but I don't want to let Haruno down for wanting to help me get out of my inner shadow.

So, you have to be patient.

If I can't even do such a small thing, how can I be with Haruno in the future? He definitely doesn't want to see me torturing myself in this self-abuse way.

Just for Haruno, give up using the clip, Shiori

She warned herself in her heart and forced herself to look away.

call--

The petite girl breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and looked at the ancient Japanese-style buildings in her room, feeling a little confused.

The best way to force yourself to distract from distracting thoughts is naturally to go to sleep.

So after being in a daze for a while, Mine Shiori dragged her slightly stiff body to turn off the lights in the room, and then returned to her bed.

Feeling the special softness of the tatami and the mattress, the originally "uneasy" thoughts seemed to gradually fade away.

It seemed as if sleepiness had been secretly brewing after a whole day's hard work. When she was completely relaxed, Mine Shiori's eyelids soon began to move up and down.

Finally, with an unconscious call, Mine Shiori fell into a deep sleep.

"Haruno."

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I was no longer in Tokyo.

Mine Shiori lay in bed in a daze, feeling that this sleep seemed to be exceptionally short. The memories before falling asleep were still clearly imprinted in her mind.

So much so that early in the morning, she felt uncomfortable with the friction in front of her.

"Master, are you up?"

The voice of his apprentice, Suguha Ezaki, came from outside the door.

The sunlight seemed to be very good, and through the door one could see a tall, faint figure standing at the door.